Chapter 112
A lot of things happened differently at the citadel without Marion’s supervision. Fiona had to take on full
responsibility for both his role and hers. There was no one better than him at the job, though, and so
she didn’t seek to rece him in his absence.
It wasn’t even an option.
She did what she could, following Julian’s advice, and left the rest for the next day. She also worked
closely with Hanna, and the beta proved to be much more helpful than she expected at the beginning.
It was the right call to bring her onto the team.
Today, like a few other days in the past, she found herself thinking about the human world.
Cam and Peter were back from their honeymoon, ording to her calctions. They were now back
to their jobs and daily lives. Before leaving, she left Cam a message, telling her friend why she had to
leave. Cam didn’t know about Julian’s return, so she had to exin why she needed to leave the
best way she could.
She promised to keep in touch, but she had not kept true to those words. She couldn’t. The werewolf
world suffered a massive loss on her return, and it has not gotten any better since then. It might never
get better, and she had to ept that fate while hoping for the best.
She picked up her phone, dialled Cam’s number, and waited for a few seconds to hear it ring. She
had hope that it would ring into voicemail and she would have reasons to end the call, but her friend
picked.
“Fiona.” She called.
“Cam.” She answered.
“How are you?”
She didn’t know how she was doing, but Cam couldn’t know that. She would never stop worrying if
she found out.
“I’m fine. Thank you.”
“And June and Jashin, how are they?”
“They are alright; they asked about you too. I told them you got married. How is Peter?”
“He is fine. Back to work, saving lives.”
Fiona’s eyes fluttered. “I miss you.”
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“I miss you too,” her response came almost immediately. “You didn’t have to leave, not after everything
he put you through.”
“I had to, and it wasn’t about Julian; it was and still is the only way to protect everything. I care about in
the human world.”
“I hope you are right.”
She was, and when the time came, Cam would know too. “Has Peter said anything to you about
Cillian?” she asked, and her tone held curiosity in them.
“Thest time he spoke about him, he said he hadn’te to work. He said the board said something
about him returning to the Nethends.” She answered. “You should call him when you can.”
“I will.” She answered, and that was a lie. Her guilt and shame wouldn’t let her call him, not after what
she did to him. “Do take care of yourself, okay? And send my regards to Peter.”
“I will; please take care of yourself and send my regards to the boys.”
The call ended, and Fiona thought to Cillian. She wondered what he could be doing now. Hopefully, he
will be moving on at this point. Someday she would meet him, and he would be a much better man.
The day ended, and she drove over to pick up June and Jashin from their school and take them home.
Just like always, they were excited to see her, and she was excited to
see them too.
“Mommy, we learned about the full moon!” Jashin said, and they got into the car.
“Really? Well, what else did you
learn?”
“When we turn eighteen during the full moon, we will find our mates.” Jashin looked so
ecstatic.
Sometimes that wouldn’t happen; she didn’t find her mate, and even the mate she got wasn’t her true
mate. Everyone’s fate differed from the rest, but the exception wasn’t always the rule.
“I will be mated to ke.” Jashin continued.
“ke.” She repeated, and he nodded.
“Yes. We are meant to be, and that is why, when I turn eighteen during the full moon, I will take ke
as my mate.” He said it with assurance.
Fiona wanted to tell him that was not how mating worked, but she didn’t want to kill his
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hopes and dreams. A boy could only dream so much.
Eighteen years was ten years toe, and they had a lot of time to learn who ke was because this
was her first time hearing the name.
She turned her attention to June, who had remained silent through all this discussion. “What did you
learn in ss today?”
“The chronicles of kings.” June replied, adding. “We learned about the full moon yesterday.”
“So have you found someone you want to make your mate?” she asked.
“I don’t want a mate.” He said it tly.
Fiona’s eyes narrowed in concern. “Why not? Everyone deserves a mate.”
“Yes, but Jashin already wants ke, and I don’t want another.”
“You want ke as your mate as well?”
June nodded. “But Jashin wants her, and I will not stop her from going to her true mate.”
She had never thought her sons were crazy before, but here they were, making lifelong decisions when
they were barely eight-year-olds.
“The moon goddess will give both of you the mate you deserve,” she assured both of them. Julian was
still a man she never thought she could or should have, but here they were nned out by fate.
“But I already picked ke,” Jashin started off.
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“I know, but her ns are best, so trust her.”
She thought about her own words. Julian had spoken about the moon goddess n, and here she was
talking about it, despite her growing doubt. She had to hold on to this belief that the moon goddess had
a n for all of this.
They arrived home, and she took them into their rooms, but Ophelia didn’te out to wee them.
Usually, that was her move. As soon as the door opened, she woulde carry the boys into their
room so Fiona could freshen up, but not getting that today felt strange.
She didn’t let that change anything, and she led the boys up to their room.
“Any home work?” Fiona asked, closing the door behind them.
“I have two,” June replied.
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Jashin opened his bag and searched through it before saying, “I have three.”
“Okay. Get to work, then. I’ll be right back.” She said that, stepped out of the room, and made her way
through the hallway.
Her mind wandered to where Ophelia might be; she didn’t go home to visit her family because she
didn’t take such permission, so it meant she was around here somewhere.
“Ophelia?” she called out to her as she made her way down the stairs into the living room. Once again,
she met silence from the older woman.
She sighed, getting a little frustrated. She also couldn’t see the guards Julian had ced as protection
around the house in their station earlier. It seemed they too had gone somewhere she didn’t know.
Fiona stepped into the kitchen, and there she found Ophelia on the floor, covered in her own blood,
choking and close to death. Her neck, face, and ribs were shed open, and she wasn’t healing; she
was dying.
“Ophelia!” She cried in rm and ran to her, getting on the floor and taking her into her arms. She had
the older woman’s blood all over her hands, but she didn’t care.
“H…..e is…. sti-ll her..here.” She said with ssy eyes, but Fiona couldn’t understand
what she said.
“Do not speak. Okay, do not speak. I will heal you. I will heal you.” She said even though she trembled
all over and could not bring herself to focus.
Ophelia’s hand took hold of hers in a tight grip, and this made her look back up at the older woman.
“He is still here.” She said, and this time, Fiona heard what she said
clearly.
Her heart ski pped in her chest, and she immediately looked around the kitchen but found no one there.
Then she turned to Ophelia. “Who is still here?” she asked.
Ophelia’s eyes remained on hers, ssy and apologetic. “Alpha Uryi of the Pillotmunity.”
This was one of the alphas Julian was on the way to subject, and he was here. If he’s here, she knows
what he came for.